Hogwarts: Tom is not the Dark Lord

Abraxas shook his head in disapproval. Abraxas had itchy hands and wanted to pinch his fair and tender little face, but for the sake of the future, he had better endure it for the time being! Lowering his eyes as if thinking, Abraxas put his arms around the person who turned to leave, bent down and chuckled in the other person's ear, "If you call me Abu from now on, I won't bother you anymore~ How about that? ? It’s a good deal, right?”

Warm breath sprayed on his neck. Tom moved his fingers and resisted the movement of covering his heart. He was going to the hospital wing. There must be something wrong with his body. Could it be that he heard it in the Muggle world? I've been here, what kind of heart disease is it?

Taking a deep breath, Tom closed his eyes and reluctantly whispered, "Abu"... The warm embrace left, and Tom leaned back subconsciously, not wanting that kind of warmth to leave him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. The hand brought him back to reality, and he blushed completely when he heard the deep laughter.

After running all the way to the edge of the black lake, Tom dared to look back and patted his head in annoyance. It didn't take much to think about it. He must have been extremely stupid the way he ran away just now! Maybe Abu will hate his stupid look...

Hate?

Frowning slightly, Tom became even more irritated. It was okay, as long as the idle nobleman got tired of teasing him, he could return to his normal life, but... this feeling made him very unhappy!

"Asshole! Didn't you say you wanted to be my investor..."

Picking up the stones at his feet and throwing them to the lake, Tom gradually calmed down. Yes, as long as he can bring benefits to the great nobles, he will not be regarded as an abandoned son. As long as he is still useful, he can maintain the current relationship. Now Abraxas was only kind to him because of his bloodline, and the descendants of Slytherin were enough to make purebloods crazily pursue him.

Regardless of whether Abraxas wants to use his identity to treat him like the eighteenth-century Minister of Magic, Uncturce Osbot, and become the next puppet controlled by Malfoy, as long as he There is still value in using it, that's enough...

Not knowing that he was being cursed, Abraxas rubbed his itchy nose, returned to the lounge and sat next to his 'friend', "Leander...how do you think about my proposal?"

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Leander glanced at his sister who was chatting with the little witches. He remembered the banquet he attended during the holidays. This bastard in front of him was really annoying! How dare you extend your devil's claws to your lovely, innocent, and kind-hearted little angel! "Kill you! I really want to kill you!"

Knowing how terrifying the sister control attribute is, Abraxas raised his hands and surrendered. The blood curse of the Greengrass family was very troublesome. Unfortunately, the younger sister of the twins was cursed and has now developed symptoms. Although there is some sympathy, However... she is indeed very suitable to be his future wife. "Rather than dying weakly in loneliness, I can bring short-term happiness to Olivia... You have to believe in Malfoy's character~"

The sarcasm on his face was about to turn into reality. Leander really, really wanted to kill all the male creatures in the world! He sighed in frustration. Compared to other rubbish nobles, the Shinobu in front of him was a measured bastard, "All you want is an heir. I don't care what method you use, whether it's a spell or a potion!" Don’t lay a finger on Olivia! After giving birth to an heir, I will take her home... Damn it... I still want to kill you!"

Nodding in agreement, Abraxas, who was so desperate for survival, almost swore to Merlin. He always felt that if he really gave birth to an heir in the traditional way, the Malfoy family would disappear completely. "Magic is amazing, isn't it~ I'll do it!"